I used his own knife to divest him of his balls, although the procedure was far different than what we did to the young bulls. Those we banded and let...nature take its course. In this case, I did nothing to stop the bleeding.“You won’t need this anymore,” I told him as the blade of his knife sliced once more, removing his offending organ, increasing his rate of blood loss. Yet another cheer accompanied the grisly denouement of his execution. Less than a minute later, there was one less abusive. She came out and sat next to me.She apologised if she had embarrassed me and i said'Thats okay.It's just a bit weird having my friends gran talk like that'.'Well it is true what i said.And you were obviously turned on'.In a slightly embarrased voice i said'..i was but it didn't seem right'.'Why?.We are both adults.And i am flattered that a much younger man could still find me attractive'.At this she leant over and kissed me.This turned me on even more and i knew that i wanted more.She must have. Thefinal word I ever spoke as a male, hell, as ateenager was, "Grandma!"The next thing I saw was pretty weird. It was me, onmy bed masturbating. The first feeling I had wasrelief, because the panties were out of view, so noone would no I was a cross dresser. Then I realizedthat I had actually traded bodies with my Mother?smother. All I saw when I looked down was a black dressdrapped over a huge saggy bosom of a sixty year oldwoman who had given birth to 6 children. Before Icould take further. Besides, think about that for a minute. What would they think?’ he asked me. I pondered the scenario and realized he had a point. ‘They would have said no and called the police, assuming your goal is to sneak someone past airport security.’ ‘Right,’ he said emphatically, ‘they would think I was plotting some kind of terrorist activity. Now quick, strip and let’s see if this fits. I tried to take the bag of the woman who looked closest to your size.’ ‘I still feel terrible about this,’ I said,.